LYRIC

I met a man, a wise old man, the day I lost my pride.
He told me he belonged to me but from me he would hide.
And that I would not hear his voice until I learned to
sing.
Now every time I sing I know that I belong.
belong to him.
Singing O why…Singing O why…

He told me he would teach me everything I tried to
know.
He made me see that you and me are dreamers in a show.
And when the days were darkest then he lit them with
his moons.
And then we crossed the rainbow bridge but we came
back…
Came back too soon…
Singing O why…Singing O why…

He showed me where he was Atman that man I could not
see.
He pointed to the sky until a ladder I could see.
I climbed for many lives to find the secret golden
flower.
And then I woke and found I’d slept for less than
half…
Than half an hour.
Singing O why…Singing O why…

He brought us back together then when I was all alone.
He made me see I was not just of earth and skin and
bone.
O it makes you feel so beautiful you can tell your Self
apart.
Everytime you listen to the wise man in your heart.
Singing O why…Singing O why…

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